EnfieldMike
CGN Regular
- Location
- Northern NS
THANX. I read through the whole 11 pages now I have to go to my therapist. It took me 17 years to get over it. OH THE HUMANITY! The nightmares have started again and the screaming, OH MY GOD THE SCREAMING! Those black bastards came at us from all directions. There was nothing we could do, it was carnage. I lost many friends that fall, too many. The Horror...the horror.
Thirty two of us. There was thirty two...all armed with FN A1C1 7.62mm. It was warm that year and the frogs were chirping feverously. There we stood on the black ashpalt of the parade square CMR, high noon, but at least we had the comfort of the shade trees...oh the trees. What was our blessing of shade after hours of just standing there in the noon day sun, soon became our undoing. Friends were wavering and falling from the heat, then it happened. Those bloody black bastards came down from the trees, scores of them, looking for nutz....US. WE opened up but to no-avail, most of the GREEN-horns had never fired a shot. THey took us, horribly. Those recruit eating black quebec squirrels! The bastards. We never had a chance. THree of my comerades fell before October. Eight more in November. Six in December and Ten more in the Spring and Summer. What the squirrles did was unimaginable. But it was nothing compared to the frogs. The squirrels were indiscriminate..... but the frogs.The frogs loved the salt. They went after the Atlanticans with viciousness..there was no mercy. Oh the FROOOOGGGSS! I gotta go. Its too much to remember! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!
Thirty two of us. There was thirty two...all armed with FN A1C1 7.62mm. It was warm that year and the frogs were chirping feverously. There we stood on the black ashpalt of the parade square CMR, high noon, but at least we had the comfort of the shade trees...oh the trees. What was our blessing of shade after hours of just standing there in the noon day sun, soon became our undoing. Friends were wavering and falling from the heat, then it happened. Those bloody black bastards came down from the trees, scores of them, looking for nutz....US. WE opened up but to no-avail, most of the GREEN-horns had never fired a shot. THey took us, horribly. Those recruit eating black quebec squirrels! The bastards. We never had a chance. THree of my comerades fell before October. Eight more in November. Six in December and Ten more in the Spring and Summer. What the squirrles did was unimaginable. But it was nothing compared to the frogs. The squirrels were indiscriminate..... but the frogs.The frogs loved the salt. They went after the Atlanticans with viciousness..there was no mercy. Oh the FROOOOGGGSS! I gotta go. Its too much to remember! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!
